Have you ever went out and walked in the dark, just you and a star to guide? If you haven't then I think you should. Let me tell you why. The night time air is clearer you see, a little easier to breathe, but it's the sounds at night that really excite and sets imagination free. The owl in the tree is peeking down he watches your every move. With a flap of his wings, he shakes the trees as he swoops ever closer to the ground. But it's not you that he's diving to it's that rodent at your feet. But you feel the fear rising in your throat and your heart nearly skips a beat. And then there are the bullfrogs down by the pond they're croaking in harmony. But the bullfrogs have perfected their song and it's not yours to sing. You can plead with desire, but you can't be in their choir it's a symphony for the green. And the lightening bugs will put on a show, a fireworks display. They fly all around and light up the town playing catch-me-if-you-can. And if you're lucky you can catch a few and put them in a jar. They'll give you some light as you travel at night, just don't travel in the dark too far.
Wonderful expression as you bring the night alive in your words for those you have not yet ventured out into the night to hear the songs of creatures and beholding the stars in the black sky.
I'm not crazy about the preachy tone of the first 4 lines . . . your poem speaks for itself starting with line 5 . . . natural lure & temptation are far more convincing than telling your reader outright what he/she "should" do. Starting with line 5, I really love the way you're describing the night time creatures & their interesting ways, stating original observations with a touch of playfulness. Trust your material . . . it makes me want to go outside at night & be part of this natural party.